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Sunday, October 9, 2016

Sunday Quotes.... sunny...cool

There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven—

A time to give birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and a time to build up.A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance. A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.A time to search and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep and a time to throw away.A time to tear apart and a time to sew together; A time to be silent and a time to speak.A time to love and a time to hate; A time for war and a time for peace.

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The old chimbley

Welcome to Jonquil Junction!. No matter where you roam here, through hollers or over ridges, you will find jonquils growing. Usually the cabin is gone or turned into a hay barn, the stone "chimbley"has tumbled down and the well's gone dry,but the jonquils still bloom.How many years ago were they planted?.No one knows. But they are enduring, just like the first people that settled these hills. They came and stayed when roads and electricity, telephones and yes, even the Internet didn't exist.To raise a family in these surroundings a woman must have had character, strength and stamina. I'm sure every spring after the long dreary winter ended, the sight of the blooming Jonquils must have lifted her spirits and given her hope to carry on.The Ozarks are the oldest mountain range in the United States.They travel through Arkansas, Missouri,and Oklahoma.We are featuring (but not limited to) North Central Arkansas and the Ozarks at Jonquil Junction where Rural still dominates. It's a place where the daily news source is the local Cafe, where the weekly newspaper has a gossip column for each small community.The local A.M. radio station's daily "swap shop" is a morning ritual, where in the back of a store you'll hear 2 or more men 'pickin and a strummin' and if you dial a wrong number you'll probably be recognized!.So come capture and enjoy some of the past and present country style, even if only visiting online!